Wu-Block – Wu Block Biznez lyrics

Hold on
Let me speak upon another level
Yeah bitch knows I did it
I covered every knuckle
I had first way before all the other niggaz
I stuck niggaz at gun point
You shot 3 times to prove it's in my neck
You shot 3 times to prove it's in my neck
No more talkin' family
Let's go in

The summer time is coming
Raise your hand, you got your arm stretched
I got this 38 and it's gonna dominate
So survive the winter or run up in the liquor store
So move, then I drift them all
Sometimes I 'm stuck with the black joint, 9 inches
My love forgive me what I did
The picture is on the pictures
Not a good look
Right out the envelopes
Dealers don't last long
Cause I don't fuck with you
New Year is happy
I might let out a buck or 2
Look girl just have to adapt to my environment
We are wiring
All that talk you're doing, we don't admire it
We beat you fuckin' ass,
Now get up outta here
What do it take to heal up?
I say about a year
It depends on the slug, if it's above the ear

This is Wu-Block business, ghetto Olympics
8 balls code
Teens play tennis
Mob time, watch me, we roll

This is Wu-Block business, ghetto Olympics
8 balls code
Teens play tennis
Mob time, watch me, we roll

Like a soda pop, drop the top
About to put a straw in it
Little niggaz actin'up
Old heads packin' up
Headed down to Florida
About to be a gardener
Can't a bitch diamond wrist?
38 is on the disk
Pick the pretty, hold the twist
Arms opened, fall back
With my clothes on my shades on
That's so cool

I walk by and spray
I wanna fuck now
But I'm laughing at JJ
Brandy and a couple
I pick bitches like Ray Jay
I practiced my alpha nigga to AK
I practiced my alpha nigga to AK

This is Wu-Block business, ghetto Olympics
8 balls code
Teens play tennis
Mob time, watch me, we roll

This is Wu-Block business, ghetto Olympics
8 balls code
Teens play tennis
Mob time, watch me, we roll